I am 73 years old, and I am struggling with aches and pains just like everyone else … everyone else my age, that is. My thirteen-year-old grandson wanted to throw the baseball back and forth Saturday. But granddaddy has rotator cuff shoulder issues, a Meniscus tear in the knee, and back strains too numerous to count. But granddaddy is a sly old fox: in our steep front yard, I moved uphill one step at a time while tossing the baseball to Bennett’s left working him downhill. After eight or ten tosses, I had a twenty-foot uphill advantage over Bennett. He threw hard to get the ball up to me while I easily tossed it downhill to him. And, no, I did not feel the least bit guilty. After all, I had sixty years of wear-and-tear on him. But the most important advantage that I have over my grandson isn’t a baseball advantage; it is the advantage of sixty years of the dear Lord’s wisdom. Solomon said in Proverbs 19:20, “Hear counsel, and receive instruction, that thou mayest be wise in thy latter end.” I am fortunate to have had a Christian father to instruct me when I was young. And I am asking the dear Lord to give me a few more days to be able to instruct Bennett in the ways of the Lord. After all, the Lord’s wisdom is much better than man’s wisdom. Even in baseball.
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